>be at subway
>walk in, stand in line, never make eye contact
>girl asks what I want, I'm pretty sure she's a qt but I didn't look at her
>"I want a roast beef"
>"What kind of bread do you want"?
>"I already said roast beef." 
>Trying to sound alpha by making my voice unnaturally low
>It comes out all husky and wavering, not what I hoped for
>she says "ooooooook"
>starts making my sandwich on white bread
>I really wanted wheat but too beta to say anything
>Try to play it off by leaning on the counter trying to look really cool and comfortable
>"hey, I just cleaned that glass!!! I'm gonna have to charge you extra now!"
>looking back, she was just joking around and trying to be fun
>didn't realize it at the time though
>cross my arms looking at the ground angrily, start clearing my throat really hard
>the workers are looking at me and giggling now
>try to frown and furrow my brow, they can't know my true anxiety
>OK what kind of veggies would you like?
>I only want a few veggies, too shy to go over the whole thing though
>I'd rather just take off what I don't like at home
>Pull up my gaze and look her straight in the eyes
>cross my eyes a little though so she looks blurry and I can't really tell I'm making eye contact
>in my deepest, most clint eastwood type voice I anxiously grumble "I want EVERYTHING"
>at this point the whole back line is laughing at me
>I turn away from them and cross my arms across my chest, gazing out the front windows
>she calls over my shoulder, "Everything?"
>my energy is spent, I stand there and say nothing
>hands are shaking, sweating now
>I feel my alpha ruse is beginning to wear thin, I quickly turn around and storm to the cash register
>Slam a 20 on the counter so they can hear it, then get scared and try not to look at anybody
>somebody rings up my order, hands me $5 something back in change
>"Oh, I can't remember did you give me a 10 or 20?
>"KEEP THE CHANGE I growl, but my voice cracks twice
>Actually poor
>paid $15 for a sandwich